One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.
Honore De BalzacRead
Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.
Interpretation
Love should be expressed fully and profoundly when it exists.
This quote by Honore De Balzac suggests that love, whether it is strong or uncertain, has the potential to be vast and significant. When love is present, it is important for it to manifest itself openly and without reservation, demonstrating its true depth and beauty.
In practice
Including this quote in a wedding speech to emphasize the depth of love.
One can imagine the look the two lovers exchanged; it was like a flame, for virtuous lovers have not a shred of hypocrisy.
Loyalty in time of need is possibly one of the noblest of victories a courtier can win over himself.
Marriage must incessantly contend with a monster that devours everything: familiarity.
Who is to decide which is the grimmer sight: withered hearts, or empty skulls?
However gross a man may be, the minute he expresses a strong and genuine affection, some inner secretion alters his features, animates his gestures, and colors his voice. The stupidest man will often, under the stress of passion, achieve heights of eloquence, in thought if not in language, and seem to move in some luminous sphere. Goriot's voice and gesture had at this moment the power of communication that characterizes the great actor. Are not our finer feelings the poems of the human will?
Love is a religion, and its rituals cost more than those of other religions. It goes by quickly and, like a street urchin, it likes to mark its passage by a trail of devastation.
One must learn to be a sponge if one wants to be loved by hearts that overflow.
Have a great love for those who contradict and fail to love you, for in this way love is begotten in a heart that has no love.
I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
Love is never any better than the lover.
Somebody," said Jacques, "your father or mine, should have told us that not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour - and in the oddest places! - for the lack of it.
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
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